Patience, the aging general, reminded himself, just as he had done for years. Fire wants to burn through the enemy, but you have to grind off the stones, like water.

It's easy to tell yourself that a few years ago, when searching for cultivators was a futile quest. With the return of the air bender, things start to get the comet on its way

At least we haven't seen a bison since the North Pole -

Bai Feng stopped. It's hardened. Get down on one knee and study the path.

Standing, draped in a familiar tuft of fur.

If there is a soul in front of them, Ilo will let it start the fire

Whether innocent or not, it can cause great damage. We see this from the forest spirit of the Black and White Clan, and there is also something about it, you will think about what would have happened to the Water Tribe if they hadn't hit the ice in the pleading, and if Bai Feng had been a little slower, he would have been arrested along with Ma Jianguang.

It made me wonder what Wu Jing would do if that happened, he had already been to the spirit world.

The whole "spiritual metamorphosis" didn't work for me. Considering Jing's later revealed desire to bring the world back into balance, the way he barely pushes Yang Hongyi on the right path always seems strange. Bundled with several other blast holes of the cultivator Canon. First of all, a century of war, and Zheng Zheng's first desert?

It's hard to believe in human nature. Second, big, dangerous, intelligent creatures like dragons, who went from "many" in Aang's time, to barely hanged a hundred years later?especially since they were known to be the inspiration for the Fire Bend? so far, glory has only inspired people to face impending death. Third...

"Destiny crossroads. "I'll admit that Yang Hongyi screwed up, was a bit stupid, and wanted to go back to the good days - but just a few months ago, trying to kill him and listening to her was not as smart as going to the guillotine.

So, given that bending is associated with spirituality, and that fire is the source of life, Fire Nation was inspired in part by early modern Japan, and that members of Fire Nation rarely never had a desert and survived... That's what the bunnies came up with.

Clan loyalty, loyalty to your commander - and the consequences of destruction either come straight back to you.

Note that this does not mean that Sawa Ichiro has any consequences for what Bai Feng did. Your loyalty, your spirit, all belong to you, and it is clear to you that Sawaiichiro is not at all loyal to his son.

But since Bai Feng is loyal to his father, Iro must be very hearty, indeed.

When you slip a horse out from under the roof of the main rao, it is very bad to grab a horse in combat conditions to escape the lynching thugs.

It's too easy, Bai Feng thought gloomily.

They took turns riding horses and walked across the grasslands, not the fastest, but he hoped that if something went wrong, Asahi would run better. He is better at tracking flying blankets than Bai Feng. He could cut the loop on the trail and see in advance the obstacles that the bison would fly by, while the tank had to make a sharp turn and find its own route easier than hers.

Definitely White Front. Where there is no strategic goal, who else can transfer a valuable war machine? With this in mind - he will use every possible advantage.

But that's too easy. It had nothing to do with the path, and it had to do with the vulgar tunes of the girls who were now the old pyrotechnician humming Ba Xing.

"You should convince me to give up on this. ”

"Huh?" Uncle Wu Jing was riding a horse, and he gave him a confused surprise.

"We are outnumbered"

"That's probably the case," Jing.

"She's in a better situation than we are. "Bai Feng didn't spend more than two months injured and hungry, counting on it. "She can get supplies. Maybe the map is also better, we are entering uncharted territory. ”

"It's all true"

Yang continued: "She drove them out of at least two camps. "She let them run away, and they reacted instead of thinking. It means that the cultivator has lost his best tactical equipment. "That idiot water boy might be annoying, because all the Hell Blades know where he'd stop the dart if he had the chance—but he's the closest to a strategist among the Cultivators. If he is too tired and shocked to come up with a plan, the gangster of "cultivators" will be finished. "Bison will get tired sooner or later - think if they don't start-... It's all over the place, why are you looking at me like that?"

Wu Jing smiled at him, his hands crossed on the saddle on the saddle. "Teachers are always happy to know when a student has mastered the subject. ”

Got it - forget it, even if he asks, it doesn't make sense. "Uncle, this is a bad idea"

"Yes," Iroh nodded. "You summed up the worst-case scenario very well. If it were just a matter of your honor, nephew - yes, I would be against it. But that's not the case. ”

Only the Judge? Only mine - wait. "Isn't it?" Bai Feng asked wistfully.

"No," Wu Jing frowned. "It is wise for the fire god Ze to hope that the cultivator is still alive. If we don't have to, why are we hunting among the water tribes that are still resisting? You know Bai Feng's power, and you believe she can catch the cultivator. This may be true. But you also know the power of cultivators. Can she? "Hold his nephew and not kill him?"

The whirlpool that rises from the Antarctic Sea, sweeps the sailors out of his ship. Huge, glowing objects in the North Pole, piercing the power of the firefighting navy. “...”

"Can she humbly admit that she can't do it?"

Bai Feng is modest, these two words don't even belong to the same universe. Bai Feng shook his head wordlessly.

"If she really kills him. Some of the people in the Fire Saint may know the fate of the cultivator Roku, no one can be sure. Our country was conquered after this uncertainty. Killed cultivators - while our generation is alive, there can be no chance of peace in our colonies. ”

Wu Jing looked at him solemnly, "We are loyal to the Fire Country. We must not allow that to happen. ”

My people's colony is as close as it has been to his home for three years. Technically, he shouldn't be there, but all the nations trade in these ports, and on festive nights when everyone wears masks, even he can go unnoticed. No one is worth it, go and taste the fireflakes and listen to those who don't sound like the Navy at all. "What shall we do, uncle?"

"You've seen our shortcomings well," Iroh said thoughtfully. "Please continue. ”

"This is not a tactical exercise, uncle!"

"Isn't it?" Wu Jing reproached him slightly. "Remember, nephew. The warrior whose anger dominated him had already lost. We still have time. They're gone. Calm down and think about the consequences of the situation. Maybe even a victory. ”

It was a workout for his blood to boil, and he wanted to burn that stupidity, right here on the flammable grass. Although they took advantage of this much earlier, one of them controlled a circle of flames and washed away enough voles-rabbits for their first hearty dinner in several years. Asahi doesn't mind roasting crickets - rats either.

Bai Feng thought it was stupid to read the story about the original torchbearers - stop. Stop there. She's an obstacle, remember? Too much.